"What did you say?!"
Having only just calmed down from the heart-stopping escape from certain death, Osphia was startled by his sudden shout and answered in surprise.
The black-haired young man released his grip and took out a vehicle from the Black Box. Before it could ignite in midair and land, the blonde figure in white summoned the Wind Spirit's gentle airflow to cushion it.
Bang!
After their seamless coordination brought them steadily to the ground, Tu Er called out from the forest nearby. Osphia folded away her white wings and jumped into the vehicle, her golden hair falling messily around her face as she pressed him urgently:
"What did you mean just now?"
"Moscow, London, Paris, Berlin, Warsaw, Madrid."
Then she saw Fang Ran in the driver's seat. His lightly panting words carried a deep urgency. His black eyes struggled for a moment before he took a deep breath to steady himself and recited a string of European capitals.
"The Covenant has already completed preparations at those six real-world nodes. Only the final node remains, and it's about to be completed as well."
Francis's life flashed through his mind like a fast-forwarded film—from being forcibly modified, to pledging loyalty and trying to break free, to enduring the 'pain' of other people's memories. Fang Ran searched through everything connected to this plan.
"Once they finish gathering the 'materials' and obtain the engine from some key figure..."
After forcing out those difficult words, Fang Ran let out a breath and spoke heavily.
"They can activate the experiment."
The enormous plan that had remained hidden beneath the surface was slowly revealing its outline. Listening to the sudden flood of information from him—
Nodes, materials, a key figure and an engine, an experiment... The inexplicable information left Osphia staring at him, unable to